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House of Krazees HOK, HOK House of Krazees,Krazees, Krazees House of Krazees HOK, HOK Monstrosity, our anthologies, new velocity It's probably unperportionate, people: disturbing curiosity Everyone likes a psycho, especially (Krazee) freek shows With a chain, on display, and amusement of all the people "Look mom he's waving back at me is he actually Sick enough to kill me and eat me after he capture me? Or will he keep me alive?" Picture my anamosity The thought of me killin' you 'for I eat you's generosity! The world has no apologies to offer me, they bother me With talks of perfection while I'm walkin' amongst so awkwardly Talk of me and my brothers with flashlights under covers Like ghost stories at night to scare the shit out of each other Is it possible to kill them all in they sleep without a fight? I don't know but role the dice and close your eyes and say good night We waitin' to strike, deep in the dark with them shark teeth Intoxicated from the anxiety, fear, and disbelief The sick generation Letras de cancionesThe sick generation The sick generation The sick generation The sick generation This one's third eye is set to spying Where are the ride of sky's men? Sick of the way that I cry when Wish I rush stuff like a bison While teeth are as sharp as a lycan Utilize all of my outlets Take me about this, no can't do that Blew out my brains and they grew back Blew out your brains, I'ma use that No simply crazy and you can't get my station I'm not even on my way, a frequency scale My rhythmatic form, how it rips it right off the back And our army is ..., vengeance swells You hate this male You chop down my sails I'm drinkin' the shit cause I'm sick The price of my body Rippin' you outta my conscious for all The nigga's a monster The sick generation The sick generation The sick generation The sick generation The sick generation Now check this one here Gotta hit my brain right? Before I leave behind a A murderer scene at arrival in one of your gang fights And I'll do it in plain sight, I'm underground like a drain pipe I'm like a monster lookin' for something to eat by daylight Please don't let me leave from no house Or I'll become the next killa the news is talkin' about You've got nothin' more than a mouth and I spill evil and poison I can never be casted out I'm a monster without a doubt And I'm walkin' around with nothin' but trouble I hear them shout, I'm a And I believe I am so I'm about to get to killin' every one I can Better call a coroner then I'm on the loose and it looks like I got bath salts in my hands I don't think I'll ever understand So I just drown out all my feelin's with killin's and contraband The sick generation The sick generation The sick generation The sick generation The sick generation From Letras Mania